Maybe it's just a thought for the opening paragraph of a story, but what if: you wake up one morning, you're a teenager in bed, and you mom pulls the covers off--maybe this is the start of summer or during a break in school or after you've just graduated--and tells you "Your sexfight training begins today." She leaves, saying to meet her down in the basement wearing nothing. "You won't get breakfast until you pin me three times or make me cum once, now lets get going," she barks as she marches down the hall leaving you there."
"Hurry up because your aunt will be over later and she wants a challenge" is all you hear before she heads downstairs.
Do you go ?